she was like a cold wind pure and freash ,
the wind was something people didn't wanted to rest
i used to love her so much cause i know she wasn't good but perfect
The cheeks of her resembled the petals of rose as they were soft and delicate
and she was one who was loved the most
Her eyes were so deep that a sailor may had to use all his skills to handle the mast
i am sure my love for her was greater than the ocean deep and vast
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Shhh!!!!!!! The One Whose Not To Be Mentioned
RandomThis is just a book on random feelings i have every night before going to sleep thinking about her from 💓💓💓 to 💔💔💔💔 And she is the one not to be mentioned
